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CRAIG’S WIFE
Mrs. Craig (whirling upon him)
- Because I anticipated an attack of your romantic conscience.
Craig
- You were playing safe; that was it, wasn’t it?
Mrs. Craig
- Exactly!
Craig
- And at my expense!
Mrs. Craig
- I knew the necessity of it with you!
Craig (turning away to the left, crossing in front of the center table)
- God!
Mrs. Craig (following him up)
- I knew if I told you I made that call, you’d be on the telephone in five minutes telling the Police.
Craig (turning sharply)
- I intended doing that anyway.
Mrs. Craig
- You silly fool!
Craig
- That’s where I went this evening, with Birkmire, when I left here—to Police Headquarters.
Mrs. Craig (aghast)
- Oh!
Craig
- And the only reason I didn’t tell them then was that the man in charge of the case had gone to his dinner and wouldn’t be back till eight o’clock. But he’ll be told then!
- [He swings up to the front door.
